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remy ma - lets get it on lyrics

[verse 1: remy ma]
remy ma is that b-tch
plus the camp is here
when i come through call me kiss cause the champ is here
these b-tches k!ll me claiming that they best
bet you take that b-ss out ya voice when i cave ya chest
your 15 minutes of fame been came and left
and i just started bubbling yall b-tches are in trouble man
one phone call and you finished cuz my squad stay on the double
man we got cannons, handguns and toys that go blam-o-blam
i dont think ya mans and dem’ understand that
when my boys get tight they’ll pop like a rubberband
and you when you get shot its gone shock all ya other mans
like when sdot brought in jl that summerjam see
i’m remy ma see to tell the truth i dont give a f-ck
i do all yall b-tches like i did that chick in lady duck
sleazy, i swear to god it’s too easy but
i can’t stop now the industry needs me n-gg-

(chorus: remy + fat joe)
you wanna get it poppin b-tches?
ok lets get it on
u wanna see remy just pop a b-tch then?
well lets get it on
it cost u 20 just to hear her spit (listen)
terror squad i know you fearing this
c’mon lets get it on
u wanna get it popping b-tches
ok lets get it on
you wanna see remy just pop a b-tch then?
well lets get it on
rusty opps or a hollow tip
c-ckback and swallow it
remy been a problem b-tch
now remy making profits n-gg-

[verse 2: remy ma]
a few years ago i was really tryna be lenient
since yall acting like fried chickens i’ma do yall greasy
believe me remy is of the heazy i run shit round here
like my name was m-easy
ain’t a need for u to ask where rem been
you know i’m getting guap , when the face of my watches spinning
i got bet all on me, mtv calling me
the cover of the xxl, and the source see
the vibe is next, they signing checks left and right
everyday i’m catching flights was in la last night miami this morning
see i can go thru any weather , curls got me g-foreign
so when i say i gets fly
i really be getting fly
smoking haze on the plane or then really i’m getting high
and you just be getting by looking for a handout
stop hummer stunting you frontin let the can hang out n-gg-

[verse 3: remy ma]
look pun opened the door and now i’m in it
terrors the squads and cook c-ke cracks the lieutenant
i always thought of remy martin as a sergeant
but i’m cool being a kernel cuz now i’m poppin’
i spit so b-tter i’m still so gutter
switched up and still flows like no other
i’m like yea yea yeah lean back
i’m in a ny state of mind stressed , like where the f-ck the pheens at?
cuz i got that crack
and i ain’t talking bout a pack
see my n-gg-s gone dont make me have to bring em back
i’m reppin the x, t-s on my chest
that n-gg- wildn and ride em n yes emto death
so we can go to war see
thats a true story
i got n-gg-s with weather millas that k!ll and shoot for me
and i dont hate cha but
when you on the top of new york you tend to do things of that nature

- remy ma lyrics

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